Worry and anxiety were apparent on the little guy's face. As he did not receive an immediate response, he grabbed his mother's hand anxiously.
Holding on to his mother's hand, he said:
"Jiang Tingxu, say it! "
At this moment, the corners of Jiang Tingxu's mouth slowly curled up:
"Be good. Don't worry. Your mother can handle it. It's better for a child not to think too much. Otherwise, you'll easily become a little old man. "
Just how much had she missed in the past?
This child was actually very concerned about his mother. He didn't dislike her as much as he appeared to, and was less resistant towards her than expected.
However, the little guy looked very angry as he glared at his mother:
"Jiang Tingxu, be more serious! "
Was this the time to be cheeky?
It was simply too worrisome!
Uh...
